We doglets feel like the kids from South Park - suddenly dumped with The Baby. Kato is the focus of all our lives whether it be to protect our stash, avoid the stampeding humans running with it peeing, held mid air, into the garden or remove the squeakers from all her goddamn annoying toys. Not allowed to Kick The Baby, its against Canine Lore, so we bicker and scrap amongst ourselves. Our lives have become a complexity of canine psychodynamic analysis. Humans even missed Stereo Chemistry with offer of lift back and to within acceptable puppy limits. We are all exhausted, though the Small One is still full of curious, energetic beans.
Humans took Kato to "Pets at Home" store today. Kato was fussed over by every customer and was tolerant, even pleased at the toddlers who pulled and prodded at her.More socialisation class than consumerism. Kato has a lot to learn, not just that Yellow Disc-O-Dog Frisbees are just so 70s.